When Ruo Lan heard him messily chanting the Buddhist prayer, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She said, "Wait a moment, I'm going to put on some clothes."

With that, he got up and used the towel hanging on the edge of the wooden bucket to clean his body, put on his undergarment and then put on his coat.

Although he couldn't see, when he heard the sound of the pussy behind him, he couldn't help but imagine a scene in his mind, which immediately caused him to sweat profusely.

He was the eldest disciple of Buddha. His Buddhist arts were profound and his mind was clear. He … How could he imagine such a vulgar scene!

Moreover, the target was actually Ruo Lan!

His heart was filled with a deep sense of guilt.

Ruo Lan put on her clothes and sat down by the table. She poured two cups of tea and said, "Alright, come over here. How come you came to the palace?"

He slowly walked over and didn't dare to look at her. When he took the teacup, his fingers touched Ruo Lan's hand. It was like he was electrocuted and his whole body was trembling.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with it? " Rowland looked at him strangely and reached out to touch his forehead.

The soft and warm palm was pressed against his forehead, causing his mouth to become dry. He couldn't even speak.

In the past, they had not only come into contact with each other on this level, they even held hands quite a bit. However, for some reason, they suddenly felt a strange feeling.

"No …." It's nothing, I just blew a little on the way out... "I've caught a cold …" Ye Zichen casually lied, and after he finished, his face turned even redder.

Amitabha, Buddha forgive me, how can I lie? What happened today?

How could Ruo Lan know the confusion in his heart? She just heard him say that he might have caught a cold, so she immediately became anxious and stood up, "I'll go take a look to see what kind of herbs are there. Infection with the cold is not a small matter, why are you so careless!"

"I'm fine!" He grabbed her arm and quickly let her go.

Ruo Lan looked at him in surprise and asked doubtfully, "Are you really alright?"

Seeing her concern, the disordered nerves finally calmed down. With a gentle smile, he scratched his bald head: "It's fine, you forgot, my Buddhist arts are profound now, this little bit of cold is not a problem."

"Oh …" That's true. Then tell me, how did you manage to get into the palace? " Roran asked, sitting down and sipping her tea.

He didn't dare to say it was because of her. After hesitating for a long time, he could only say, "Master sent me to the capital for a task."

"Eh? The old abbot even sent you here to complete a mission? "What kind of mission is it?" Rowland looked at him curiously, her eyes shining.

"Ugh …" That... Propaganda of Buddhism! "Yes, to spread the Buddhist sutra, the Buddhist sutra is profound and unfathomable. Our Buddha is merciful, the citizens of the capital need to believe in it …" He was finished, today's lies came one after another. Master, if you find out, don't blame me!

However, Ruo Lan didn't give him any face and shushed him, "There are temples everywhere in the capital, the Capital's State Protecting Temple, White Cloud Temple, Yellow Mountain Temple, and monks. Do you even need to come from your country to spread Buddhist Mantras? Are you kidding me? "

"Of course it's true! Those monks and monks, they do not preach buddhist magic, only let pilgrims donate, degrading Buddha! Master told me to come here so that the people of the capital would know that Buddha is merciful and compassionate. However, I must wholeheartedly seek the good. "I have a mission!"

He hurriedly interrupted Ruo Lan, afraid that she wouldn't believe him. He even swore an oath, "Master said that within a hundred days, I will accept a hundred vulgar disciples to spread the true Dharma."

Ruo Lan nodded, put away the joke on her face, patted his shoulder, and said solemnly: "Then you have a heavy responsibility, Brother Xiao Qi! Come on, I think you can do it! "

Forcing out a bitter smile, he had obviously entered the palace to visit her. Why had this turned into a troublesome mission for him?

However, he couldn't go back on his words. He couldn't let Ruo Lan look down on him, so he had no choice but to pat his chest and promise, "With my Buddhist magic, not to mention a hundred days, I can complete the mission within a month!"

Ruo Lan giggled as she brought the tea to his mouth. "Yes, I wish you complete your mission within a month."

"Then let's talk about you," Saying that, he took a sip of tea and returned to his usual calm demeanor. "When I left the mountain that day, I heard from father Hua that when you were brought into the palace by the Imperial Advisor and the Emperor even wanted you as his Empress, how did things turn out like this?"

Ruo Lan smiled bitterly. "It's a long story. All of this has to do with my goddess mother. Too many things have happened in between …" "But it's already over. I don't want to talk about it, so you don't need to ask."

Since that was the case, he could only give up on her displeasure. Seeing that she was safe and sound, he could finally put down his worries.

In the dead of night, the people were quiet. After all, this was the empress's sleeping quarters. As a monk, it was not good for him to stay. After chatting for a bit, he left through the window.

Rowland stretched, closed the window, and went to bed.

No matter how much he tossed and turned, he could not fall asleep. All he could think about was last night, and the extreme love he had without beginning.

And at this moment, in the depths of the Thousand Blessings Mountain, in the Demon race's underground palace, Jun Wu You finally woke up after a day and a night of refinement.

His black eyes slowly opened.

Within Leng Ning's deep eyes, a sharp light flashed, as though it were real!

At this moment, all the demons in the underground palace felt a monstrous demonic aura rising from the deepest part of the underground palace.

There was brutality in this devilish energy, which was the combination of endless rage and violence.

It swept through the underground palace that had been silent for a thousand years like a gale.

"Sir, you've finally woken up!" Li Qianqiu respectfully called out.

He didn't dare raise his head. If it was the previous Jun Wu You, although Li Qianqiu would respect him, it was because he was the Demon Lord, the most orthodox master of the Demon race.

But at this moment, the demonic energy that had assaulted him, the imposing aura that was neither angry nor powerful, caused Li Qianqiu to feel a sense of fear and reverence from the bottom of his heart.

In the end, it turned into a fanatical faith.

Jun Wu Yi's handsome face didn't have the slightest expression on it, and his eyes that were as cold as the stars flickered with a cold light.

Jun Wu Yi's voice, which was as cold as ice, slowly rang out, "Send word that the seven great devils will see me in the future."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Li Qianqiu kowtowed and quickly stood up.

He didn't turn around to face Jun Wu You, but continued to maintain his bow, slowly stepping out of the underground palace. After that, he quickly turned around and ran outside.

Seeing Li Qianqiu's performance, a faint smile appeared on Jun Wu Xiang's handsome face.

However, his eyes that were as deep as a frozen beach were still as cold as ice.

Ruo Lan, everything you've done for me, I've already received.

I have already understood your intentions!

Just you wait. When I have dealt with everything here, I will come and find you and take you away from the palace.

In the future, we will never separate!

Recalling the craziness of last night, the corner of Jun Wu Yi's mouth curved up into a gentle smile. He gently lifted his hand, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his finger.

However, this smile only lasted for a short moment before it was completely withdrawn.

Because outside this spacious palace, there was the faint sound of footsteps.

Li Qianqiu was walking at the front, and he felt a sense of unease in his heart.

The attitude of the Seven Great Demon Generals towards their family was extremely clear. Yesterday, the head of the Seven Great Demon Generals — their esteemed brother, Jun Wu Yao — had started a fierce battle with Jun Wu You.

Even though Jun Wu Yi's life was in danger, the other six Demon Generals only watched coldly from the sidelines.

Although with the sacrifice of Miss Ruo Lan, the view of the demons had greatly improved, who knew what they would think in a mere night's time.

After all, from a thousand years ago, the Seven Great Demon Generals were a major power among the demons.

As for their commander, the leader of the seven Demon Generals, Jun Wu Yao, his heart was known to all.

But today, when Li Qianqiu went to ask for the seven Demon Generals, Jun Wu Yao directly said that he was busy with official matters and wouldn't come.

If …

Li Qianqiu had already walked through the door, and Jun Wuyou was sitting on the throne in the middle of the palace.

"Greetings, Young Master Wu Xin!" The six Demon Generals cupped their fists together and shouted in a deep voice.

Young Master Wu Xiang?

The corners of Jun Wu Xi's mouth curled up in a cold smile, and a trace of ridicule could be seen in his voice, "There is no need to be so courteous, Young Masters. How can you be worthy of the six Demon Generals' salutations?"

The six of them looked at each other, then one of them stood up.

This was a tall and sturdy Demon General. From the corner of his left eye to the right side of his chin, he had a ferocious scar.

This saber wound had even cut his nose in two. From this, it could be seen how bitter the battle had been.

However, he managed to survive such an injury.

The tall and sturdy Demon General asked with a deep voice, "Young Master Wu Xiang, why have you called us here today?"

Jun Wu Xiang looked at him indifferently, then said slowly: "Why isn't Jun Wu Yao here?"

"In reply to Sir's words, when Sir obtained the divine pearl yesterday, the demon race's seal was broken only in the middle of the night. Sir, for the sake of our Demon race's revival, you are preparing for various matters, so you did not come to see me, Sir." The tall and sturdy Demon General replied in a deep voice.

"Young Master? Your highness? The Demon race's great cause of revival? " Jun Wu You sneered.

He narrowed his eyes and his gaze that was sharp as a blade fell on the Demon General. "Junwu."

"This lowly general is here." The tall and sturdy demon said in a deep voice.

Jun Wu You looked up at the peak of the palace, and asked slowly after a while: "Your name is Jun Wu, where did you get your name from?"

The Demon Lord was slightly startled as he said, "This was personally bestowed to me by the Demon Lord from the previous generation."

"Can you tell me the details?"

The group of Demon Generals looked at each other in dismay. None of them understood what Young Master Wu Xiang was scheming.

However, after yesterday's incident where he had obtained a divine bead, Jun Wu Yi's prestige in the demon race had greatly risen.

The six Demon Generals, who usually did not place Jun Wu Xi in their eyes, now had to treat him seriously as well.

Demon General Junwu said slowly, "This general's real name is Meng. Back then, the Buddhist world besieged my Devil world, and the situation there is precarious. He protected more than a hundred young demons from the south all the way north, passing through ten thousand li and killing more than a thousand enemies. "After that, Lord Demon Lord bestowed the name 'Jun Wu' to me."

As the Demon Lord said this, his eyes flashed with a bit of excitement. This was the origin of his name, and it was also a feat that he was proud of in his entire life.

The hideous scar on his face had been left behind at that time.

With his cultivation, he could have healed the wound a long time ago, but he left it behind in memory of that fierce battle.

He still clearly remembered that day. Seven Buddhist experts blocked his way, and in order to protect the demons' children, he used his axe to fight to the death.

But how could the experts of the Buddhist world be easy to deal with?